“I think there’s a kind of desperate hope built into poetry. … One is trying to say everything that can be said for the things that one loves while there’s still time.” W.S. Merwin’s 80th birthday was on Sunday, September 30. I’ve been reading his memoir, Unframed Originals in addition to lots of his poetry. [...]
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“Nowhere I had to go…”
Posted in Photo Canvases, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Russell Edson, Wholeness, Writing, WS Merwin on October 4, 2007 | 1 Comment »
“Angles of sight…”
Posted in Nature, Photo Canvases, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Russell Edson, Spirituality, Wholeness, Writing, Zen on August 17, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Last night it poured. Thunder, lightning and wild winds. I love summer rain. I love thunderstorms. I love the smell of rain and the sound of rain. More and more, I notice the small things. This leaf…harbinger of the change of season that lies ahead. The tiny droplets; reminder of the storm long gone. I [...]
“My mind’s a blank…”
Posted in Dad, Family, Inspiration, Listening, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Russell Edson, Spirituality, Wholeness, Writing on March 26, 2007 | 1 Comment »
It’s almost 2 am. I’ve started and scrapped three posts. My mind’s a blank. I yearn for brilliance…I yearn for bed. I had dinner with my father at The Bull’s Head Inn. We sat in the Gazebo, delighted by “daylight savings” evening light; surrounded by patches of snow and hints of spring. His mind was [...]
